Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu tasted every delicacy on the table carefully. It can only be said that the chefs of this era were all very skilled. After all, this era did not have as much technological advancement as in later generations. The chefs' cooking depended entirely on their personal skills and control of the heat. In addition, the growth cycle of ingredients in this era was relatively long, which made every dish delicious.

After He Yuzhu tasted every dish on the table, Lou Bingcheng asked, "Xiao He, how do you feel about the dishes on the table? As a first-class chef, please give us some comments."

"Dad, I'm good at Sichuan cuisine and Shandong cuisine. I'm not proficient in Cantonese cuisine, so I dare not give a comment on it." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"At least you are better than a layman like me, so just tell me briefly." Lou Bingcheng kept pressing.

Seeing his father-in-law keep asking, He Yuzhu could only helplessly say, "Then I'll just talk about it. These dishes are all good in terms of taste and appearance. The sweetness of the honey barbecued pork and the tenderness of the meat complement each other; the softness of the steamed spareribs in black bean sauce and the aroma of black beans are intoxicating; the lightness and original flavor of the white-cut chicken are endless; the crispy skin and juicy interior of the crispy roast pork are a surprise. And the roast goose has crispy skin and tender meat, fat but not greasy, and the taste is very authentic. Overall, the chef's level is very high."

"So what level do you think the chef who made these dishes is?" Lou Bingcheng asked curiously.

"I don't know much about Cantonese cuisine, so I can only make a rough guess. The guests staying in this hotel are all businessmen from Hong Kong, and the chef is at least a second-level chef, but he could also be a first-level chef. Well, it's hard to say for sure." He Yuzhu thought for a moment and replied.

"That's easy. I'll just ask the waiter and find out." After saying that, Lou Bingcheng shouted to the waiter not far away, "Waiter, come here."

"Sir, what can I do for you?" When the waiter heard Lou Bingcheng's call, he immediately walked quickly to Lou Bingcheng and asked very politely.

"I'd like to ask, what level of chefs are used to prepare the dishes we ordered on our table?" Lou Bingcheng asked, pointing at the dishes on the table.

"Sir, the chefs in our restaurant are all first-class Cantonese chefs. You ask this because there is something wrong with our dishes, or are there any other problems?" the waiter asked with concern.

"There is nothing wrong with the dishes. The person sitting opposite me is my son-in-law, who is quite knowledgeable about food. After listening to his evaluation of these dishes, I was curious whether the level of your chef is the same as he said. It turns out that what you said is the same as what he guessed. Well, it's okay, you can go back to your work."

"Okay, I'll get busy then. Call me if you need anything." After saying that, the waiter turned and left.

After the waiter left, Lou Bingcheng gave He Yuzhu a thumbs up and said, "Xiao He, I didn't expect you to guess so accurately. You're amazing."

He Yuzhu didn't expect his father-in-law Lou Bingcheng to be so curious that he even called the waiter over to ask if his guess was right. So he could only say helplessly, "Dad, let's eat quickly. The food will get cold soon and won't taste good."

Then, the two of them started to eat in silence. Lou Bingcheng was older and had a relatively small appetite. After finishing a plate of fried noodles, he casually ate a few bites of vegetables and drank two bowls of traditional hot soup, and then he felt full. At this time, he drank soda leisurely while watching He Yuzhu continue to work hard with interest. "Xiao He, don't be polite, just eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, you can order more." Lou Bingcheng said with concern.

He Yuzhu smiled and replied, "Dad, these are enough for me to eat. No need to order more."

Seeing He Yuzhu eating with gusto, Lou Bingcheng couldn't help but feel that his appetite was also stimulated, and he ate more than usual at noon today.

At this time, He Yuzhu noticed that his father-in-law Lou Bingcheng had been drinking soda and stopped eating. He asked with concern: "Dad, why don't you eat? There are still so many dishes on the table!"

Lou Bingcheng explained with a smile on his face: "Xiao He, Dad is full. After all, I'm old, and I can't digest food as quickly as you do. I'm full after eating just a little. You can eat as much as you want without worrying about me. When I was your age, I also ate a lot." After saying that, Lou Bingcheng fell into memories of the past.